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Yo, 3:25 in the morning
My baby mom yawning
Kiss my little daughter on the
said, beeper goes off
Five hundred, busta bust
In God we trust another one bites the

Hey ramp, that!
I was to see this cat
Some niggas pulled up in a suburban jumped out the back
Tried to put it on me while we fighting the gat
The way them tried to play me son, them niggas is wack
Aeiyo, ramp, yo, you know it's right to react
Call the whole squad, let's lay these niggas down - flat
Aeiyo, bust, chill, down
be there in twenty minutes
Uptown 1-51 at st.
I'm quick
I my baby mom I got's to go
I walked out the do' then the two nines out the flo'
Driving through south, yo, we takin' war
on the run
Always running for cover when necessary
I'm out for now
But all that shit is
with the wrong clik, the way we get down
If your violatin', leavin you lost, you be found
whatever on missing persons
Any minute them niggas gon' feel blast of my gats bursting
I the tri-borough bridge
In my fat with my two nines and my mans
I'ma second from the
I cross the street from the lot
My finger is hot
I'm seeing bust in a booth
Niggas on the
star is in the range
The atmosphere
in the forerunner with machine guns, big ones
Now we 'bout to mad fun
Me and the squad meet up,
shit about to heat up
Went the entire street up
from the car seat-er
My wouldn't even wanna be you
I see you, hunting me
I knowing that my crew
We see who be the last alive
While we creep all over the
for space
In case, see him, rinse my clip up in his face
As my squad hold post down
We patiently waiting for them to pass
Carefully timing the way we put it on whole crew
Aeiyo, bust me the queue
I'm for you, close to you
Blood in and out
We all out, bullets just ringing out
Guns is spraying out
Yo bust, hit the dirt
You my nigga to the end I gotcha
around quick
Oh shit!
You blasting, grazed me on the hip
Lord mercy dumped five on a nigga
Suck his whole shit, his whole crew
ain't going according to plan
Goddamn, my jam
standing right behind me
I think I'm up on a creep
I think I to prayer to lord, my soul to keep
Dis nigga to fry my head
My crew into a rage
Spliff lifted nigga, putting two inside his rib cage
Yo,
Aeiyo, I see them coming, now I'm dumbing
We dead three already the next two we leaving bloody
So drama over this fucking money
The way this situation end it wasn't funny
Trying to rob this nigga because I was fucking
But if you try to test let's blast a in a hurry
Me and my squad and left the fucking scene ugly

[anthony & the chosen generation]:
Things we be doin' for
Livin' in the street you're hungry
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't for tomorrow
we be doin' for money
Livin' in the street when you're
The way you start to live it funny, no, no
day to day but don't live for tomorrow

Things we be doin' for
Livin' in the street when you're
The way you to live it ain't funny, no, no
Living day to day but don't live for